Move At Full Throttle, Through The Darkness, Swat Teams Strapped Into Harness
Wearing Balaclavas Leave Guards Looking Worse Than Martyrs...
Whats Left You Couldn't Even Call A Carcass
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Move At Full Throttle, Through The Darkness, Swat Teams Strapped Into Harness
Wearing Balaclavas Leave Guards Looking Worse Than Martyrs...
Whats Left You Couldn't Even Call A Carcass
adventures through the darkness, stalkers and dreamwalkers, martyrs and fire starters
partners in rhyme, section nine, move like invisible networks of crime
pack strength like tuna in brine, the lightning sword is the sign,
we're marching forward hero like, ornaments all around our golden mic.
golden strikes, streaks across skylines bright like star light, comets approaching flight
pinpointed by my eye sight, night shivers for the thoughts armageddon delivers
The Shit I Recite,
Caused The Wick To Ignite,
Detonate 2nite Leaving Who Ever Saw It Blind With No Sight!
MAKIN VIRGIN MARY'S PUSSY LIP QUIVER,Quote:
Originally Posted by Bronze Feet
DIGGIN HER GUTS AND STABBIN HER LIVER,
THOUGHTS CRAFTED IN A VAN DOWN BY THE RIVER!
I eat a firework and spit a sparkler
I'm flashier than the sun - I make the day seem darker
...And The Night Bright When I Ignite The Light That Discards Your Sight
The Angel Anommaly Received No Heavenly Invite...With Only One Wing I Take Flight
So who wanna fight. As I take things to greater heights . Mite lose your eye sight, the cause from thin air, aint a trip for squares.
My thoughts impair those who dare stare into the blackness of a small box, mindframe the definition of unorthodox
When i Take the Time, to Take My Time
I Find, My Mindstate in the Right State of Mind
I don't gamble... I fix the deck and place the bets...
Come to my table best believe you gettin' hustled next...
raise the bet like I raise your neck cut the small talk
better yet cut the check reputation is nothing without respect
I Make Those Who Don't, Repent...As I Torment This Lyrical Tournament
Couldn't Understand The Concept Of What Comes Next...My Words Are Sent
Like Blades Of Blossum Flying Past Your Flesh, If This Was Chess You Just Got Checked
With My Opening Gambit...Now Marvel At Your Own Death With Your Last Breath
i like yall beats, but hate havin to listen to ur lectures//
so ima TAKE yall beats, 'LOX' em up and start 'RAPINg UR RECORDS'